The Age Reviewed A Satire: In two parts: Second edition, revised and corrected [by Robert Montgomery] |
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O, long the Laureate of “Time's Telescope!”—
May boring Barton, pipe each qualmy hope;
Whose saintly line with placid drivel glows,
Till wire drawn verse melts off in metred prose;—
Then B--- bounds along, with fury fraught,
Cant in each word, and sermons in each thought.
May boring Barton, pipe each qualmy hope;
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Till wire drawn verse melts off in metred prose;—
Then B--- bounds along, with fury fraught,
Cant in each word, and sermons in each thought.
I have the greatest respect for Bernard Barton's character, as a man of the purest morals, &c.: but it must be allowed, that his poetry is seldom beyond mediocrity, and that the greatest portion of his fame has sprung from the charms of Quakerism, rather than from those of his muse. Adventitious celebrity is nothing singular in our days:—He is shrined with much pomp, for large-lettered immortality, in “Time's Telescope.” I intend to have my greyhounds entered there by the next year.
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